A year that was, A life that used to be


A Life that was

January 1, 2014 at 12:56am


You read these horoscopes about life and love and that naive, hopeless part buried deep inside your heart wants to believe every single syllable written down there. Each one of you wishes you had the power of Walter Mitty to convert your daydreams into reality.

5ft 8 inches tall, long wavy hair, a leather jacket, leather pants, boots, a kickass helmet and a Harley Softail 1999 or a Chevloret Camero. Yup,that's what I daydream about, usually *wink*! The second one consisted of me owning a gun (Yes, I'm a gun-nut) and now I own a German antique single shot revolver (It's a showpiece *sadly*), so I guess that’s something I could happily check off my list *still in doubt*.

It's the end of the year. A year where I had certain first experiences, endured heartbreaks and rejections, learned to let go, made the right choices even though nothing about it ever made me feel alright. Made bad choices and enjoyed every second while it lasted. A year where I found independence and responsibilities all at the same time, and learned that no matter how much of a nomad you truly are, in the end you will be tied down by your own subconscious. A year where I also learned that THAT would be a part of who you are until your very last breath. 

It's was a year where I became an official Post Grad with a great score (Honest to God I had my doubts given my track record). It has also been a year where I learned a new language and No! It doesn't belong to some country, and Yes! It's very other worldly. 
(Much worldly, such learning, neooww  langoooage, WOW!).

So what did I learn from 2013?

Honestly, aside from the inner monologues of  DOGE, Nothing.

I simply wrapped up my experiences as my precious belongings and stored them up as memories. Now I only desire to live, instead of living to desire.

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